Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Arachnophobia

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Arachnophobia is when someone has a fear of spiders. Like my down stairs neighbor. Every fucking day when her husband is gone to work at night I hear her screaming. I used to go see what was wrong with her, it would always be because of a damn spider that is crawling around in her damn house. I would just kill it and go home. After watching the movie arachnophobia tonight and hearing her scream. I had the greatest idea. I left to go to the pet store the next morning. I came home that evening waited for her husband to go to work, waited for her to do her nightly damn screaming. I walked downstairs taking a knife and robe with me. When I got into her apartment she showed me the direction the spider was into. That is when I hit her in the back of the head with the lamp they had on the table making her fall to the floor. I climbed on top of her tying her up. I ran upstairs to get my things from the pet store. When I got back to her apartment she was whining and crying begging me to untie her and just let her go. Yeah right, I told her. I am going to make you wish that you had never screamed, and that you did not have a fear of spiders. I grabbed my black duffel bag and one by one took all my glass jars out. She saw that each one was a different kind of spider she screamed asking me to stop. She was sweating,breathing hard like she was about to hyperventilate. As I started opening the jars letting each spider out on top of her stomach her heart was pounding faster and faster you could see them through her shirt. I took the black widow out and the brown recluse and put it right on top of her head. She begged for me to stop, she wouldn’t shut the fuck up so I pried the fucking thing open and shoved the black widow down her throat and duct taped it. Within a few minutes you could see her eyes rolling to the back of her head. The fucking stupid bitch was dying. Lol. I whisper to her what you are most scared of is usually what fucking kills you. I close the door behind me leaving the spiders behind to finish her off. The next morning as I am laying in my bed I hear her husband screaming to get help something is wrong with his wife. Yeah the stupid fucking bitch could not handle her own phobia.

Tits to Die For

Accomplice-phone-sex-IndigoThere are so many naughty things to be done with this perfect set of tits. The possibilities are endless. Try to grab a big round handful, suck my nipples into your mouth and swirl your tongue around. Bury your face between them and gasp for air. That’s what I really like. My favorite thing to do on a lazy Sunday is pick up a sweet little morsel to play with. She’s gotta be cute. Infuriatingly cute. It’ll be all the more satisfying as I squeeze her so tight into my tits, consoling her with my soothing voice. She can nestle into me and feel safe. Then I start to pull her into me tighter and closer. Her arms start to flail, but she’s so slight, so easy to restrain. Take me from behind, pump into my cunt harder and faster and watch as she struggles. I can feel her breath and her muffled screams as she slobbers and bites me drawing blood from my breasts. She’s getting weaker and you’re getting closer. While her screams subside and her arms fall limply beneath us, thrust your load inside me and collapse next to her corpse and save it for later.

Cannibalism Phone Sex

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My refrigerator went out yesterday so I had to call a handy man to come and work on it. As he was working on the fridge he noticed me checking him out. He asked me if I liked what I saw and of course I did. But, not in the way that he thought I did. I told him he looked quite tasty and he just smiled. I offered him a drink he accepted as I was making it for him, I made sure he was not looking and I placed some sleeping meds in it. He drank it all up and when I started noticing that he was nodding off. I asked him if he wanted to know what I liked about him. He blushed, and said yes. I leaned over and whispered I was checking you out cause you look quite tasty for dinner tonight. He started to panic but he passed out. I dragged him to the bathroom where I stripped him down and scrubbed him clean. Then dragged my delicious dinner and placed him in the oven. All he needed was a few spices and he was perfection. Now, I have something to fill my fridge with for a few weeks. 

Squashed Like a Bug

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You know what happens when a pathetic, waste of breath tries to waste my time? I like to watch them squirm, like worthless vermin beneath my shoe, while I laugh at their pleas for freedom. They try to wiggle free and escape from the pain that I bring, but to absolutely no prevail. It just makes my cunt too juicy wet to let them go free without some mutilating torture. Take for example, this pathetic little soul that I met awhile back. He claimed to worship the Dark Lord and that he wanted my help to find the perfect, innocent sacrifice to please his Lord. I could see right through that bullshit. He didn’t worship anybody, but me. No, in reality, he was just an eyeliner-wearing faggot that was trying way too hard to impress my twisted mind. I played along at first, picking out the prettiest virgins for us to ravage together and eventually drain the life from. He was fucking scared. He didn’t want to go through with it, so he just kept telling me that it wasn’t the right one yet. Give me a fucking break, you fucking loser! So, one day I just called him up and told him, in my most seductive voice, that my pussy was slippery wet and craving and nice hard fucking. Haha, the piece of shit showed up to my door in five minutes flat. I led him into a dimly lit room in the back of the house and the moment that the door slammed shut behind us, I brought my foot up and kicked his ass to the floor. His face smashed into the the floor and I stripped him down, tying up his legs and arms while he gargtieddickeditled helplessly in a pool of his blood. Then, I put on my prettiest high heels and stood above his face so that he could see my cunt dripping with the anticipation of his impending doom. I pressed one foot down on his neck and pushed my heel so that it just barely broke the skin. Blood gushed everywhere while I bent forward and used the handle of  one my favorite knives to tear into his asshole. That faggot probably loved it, his little cock was growing harder and harder as I rammed the handle in, ripping his asshole open.I wrapped some rope around his pathetic cock and pulled it tighter and tighter until his balls looked like they were ready to pop and he was screaming, begging me to stop. Haha, my worthless little bug had my cunt gushing and I couldn’t stop my body from convulsing while I orgasmed over and over watching him squirm. 

Evil Phone Sex with Indigo

evil phone sexOnce your demon spawn begins to thrive in my womb, the usurpation of the dark lord is inevitable. Our violent overthrow and ascension to the throne begins with a few simple rituals and innocent sacrifices. They must be pure and virginal when first we have them. By my hands and yours, their bodies and spirits will be invaded, taken advantage of and broken down before the blood flows forth from their fragile throats. Take me upon the pile of blood-soaked corpses, ravaging my body and filling me with your evil seed. The lifeblood slicks on our skin as our bodies press close together, our fluids co-mingling to create a force of evil not to be reckoned with. I can already feel the abomination stirring within me, eager to rule the world. In your perfect world covered in darkness and misery with your succubus queen by your side and our foul creation in tow, our reign of terror will last through the ages. Evil phone sex is all I want to do with you forever…

Soak and Die Bitch

taboo-phone-sex-indigoJust imagine the solace a warm, relaxing bath brings. The mood is set with a gentle glow of candles, the fragrant aromas of kiwi and bergamot and smooth jazz fills the air. All the stress and cares from the day are submerged and washed away. All is well, peaceful, serene and pure bliss ignorant of a strangers’ presence looming nearby. The last moments of this lucky victim are enviable; so few people get to experience calm right before their lives are taken from them. She’s lovely, lying there with her eyes closed and a slight smile touching the corners of her luscious mouth. She embodies absolute perfection as you pick up the radio and hover your grasp above the still surface enjoying the view. You’re ready for the moment and finally it comes as she flits open her lids to discover you. The split second of horror in her eyes is all you need before you release your grasp allowing the radio to plunge into the tub. What a display…

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Blasphemy Phone Sex, If You Dare

blasphamy phonesex angieAs I slowly circle her bleeding and broken body I dip my fingers into my wet cunt bringing them to my lips and savoring the juices that her pain made flow down my thighs. My nipples are so hard they hurt and the pain from their straining only serves to increase the flow of liquid between my legs. We have been here for hours. I lost count of how many bones I have broken. Looking at her laying there bleeding and in agony brings me such pleasure. It really is sinful to enjoy this so much. But then that is what makes it so much fun! I can’t count the number of times she has begun to pray to that fucking God of hers. It makes me sick to hear her uttering his name. Praying for his help. Bitch please, he can’t help you, he won’t help you, he isn’t fucking here and he isn’t fucking real. I can’t count the number of times I have said “Fuck your God, where is he?” and I can’t count the number of times she has felt my wrath for uttering the words “God loves you and he forgives you” This bitch just doesn’t get it. I need to show her once and for all just what I think of her fucking God and his bullshit forgiveness. I am a cunt’s hair from snuffing this bitch, she has served me well. But I just can’t end it before the ultimate blasphemy. The final dig before ending this game. I go to the basement where I have boxes of things that belonged to others. I know I have seen some religious crap in there. I take my time as I enjoy the sound of her cries up stairs. And then I find them, a huge brass cross with a man hanging from it and a statute of a virginal woman with her blue veil on.  I carry them up stairs and show her what I have. As I get between her legs she is sobbing hysterically, and I can’t stop cumming. “This is what your God is doing to you, fucking you” The scream she lets out as I shove the statute up her ass head first and the cross up her swollen and bruised pussy at the same time brings me to an orgasm to top all orgasms. I use my pelvis to shove them deep in her as I lean over and wrap my hands around her neck. As I squeeze slowly, enjoying taking her last breath, I take great pleasure in knowing the last words she hears are “A-fucking-men”blasphamy phonesex witch

Psycho Bitch and Proud of it!

Violent phone sexYeah im a psycho Bitch! And everyone fucking knows it! I don’t fuck around with all these dumb asses. I take what I want. And I enjoy making you suffer while I do it. I want to see your fucking fear. I want to hear you beg and plead. You are nothing to me. Less than nothing. I don’t care if its some pissy little young one. Or some old fucker. They all bleed the same. Yeah.. sometime I crave extra young.. just the way the scream is so fucking hot. But really I don’t give a shit. You got some bitch you want me to get rid off… Im the psycho bitch for the job! If you want to watch… That turns me on. If you want to fuck me over there still warm bleeding body. Im good for that to. If Im to much for you.. stay the fuck out of my way.  Or  you will be on the wrong end of my temper.

Submit Yourself

Don’t fight it anymore. Surrender to those twisted thoughts and desires. You can’t imagine the release when you embrace the blackness, when you finally savor the forbidden fruit. But you won’t have to face those demons alone. We’ll commit our acts of senseless violence together. We’ll crack the skulls of the innocent and watch the blood cascade in gory streams. I’ll guide you on your journey into the morose and the macabre. I know what it’s like to have these perverted thoughts and no outlet to relieve the pressure and the hate that’s been building inside of you for years ready to leash forth unbridled fury on the masses!. You may be tough and hard for these other fucks in the world, but I know how vulnerable you truly are. Reveal to me the soft flesh of your underbelly. Let me penetrate your soul and your psyche with the sick ideas that reel through your mind. They don’t have to torment you any longer. You will do the tormenting from now on. Follow me into the dark.

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Just a Little Snack

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Every now and then everyone needs a tasty little snack. The little bitch that came to my door earlier thinking that she could just walk away after talking to someone like that. LOL I sewed that little bitches mouth up for good she will not be running it anymore in this life time. Afterwards I had to make her drink a little more of my good medicine so she would be paralyzed a bit longer. I called up my friend we are just going to call him Mr. Z he came by and inspected the little whore with me. He said she would be a amazing dish as well. He helped me carry her to the bathroom where we undressed her and washed her with warm water and scrubbed all the dirtyness from her body. When she was clean Mr.Z leaned over and whispered to her it is ok to cry, it will all be over soon when you are baking in the oven. I told Mr.Z I think she would be delish being stuffed with some veggies. He agreed so we carried her to the kitchen laid her on the floor and took the knife and made a small incision right under her plump little pussy. So that we could stuff her with all kinds of goodies. then we took her and folded her body up so she could fit in our baking pan seasoned her and then we placed her in the oven. After telling her that we will remember her while both of our stomachs are full from her flesh. Dinner will be ready in a few hours. Me and Mr.Z cleaned up the mess and fed what we did not want to my dog. Who could turn away such a delicious meal.

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